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Gothic
By Abbyernathie
Alone in my room,
I think of all the pain.
The sorrow never goes away,
It haunts the back of my mind.
I feel your stares.
I hear your whispers as I walk by.
You pass judgment based on my individuality,
And on your lack thereof.
I am incarcerated in my solitude,
My sentence being to spend eternity
Trapped in my mind with no hope of escape.
I am imprisoned by this stereotypical sobriquet.
Confined to a life full of pain and strife.
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Copyright 2003 Abbyernathie
Published on Thursday, August 7, 2003.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Sunday, August 31, 2003, IceDragoness
(193)
wrote:
people will always talk about others because they have nothing better to do, you should hold your head high and proud being lonely is rough but most likely it's only temporary, don't worry ~Dawn
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On Friday, August 8, 2003, Abbyernathie
(61) wrote:
for the record, i wrote this one at like 4:30 in the morning, so it's not very deep. not one of my favorites...
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On Friday, August 8, 2003, aNaRcHyPoEt
(24) wrote:
i agree, search alittle deeper. Great poem. Keep it up. ~ap
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On Thursday, August 7, 2003, Liz
(265) wrote:
I think you've got the material to write good stuff. But you need to focus a little deeper. This is too close to a Hot Topic Tshirt. Just take more time with your writing, you'll be fine.
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On Friday, August 8, 2003, Rebel_Angel
(321) wrote:
I think this might be a little much for a Hot Topic Tshirt... I think it is good...Even though it isn't u Abby. Keep Writing my friend!
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On Thursday, August 7, 2003, Aurora_Light
(472) wrote:
i agrre u could go deeper but its still a nice write my friend.
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